Lover

Take Me Home

Tom's POV

The flight was long (and flying with Harry, snoring next to you makes it especially annoying) but boy, am I glad to be back home. The airport was not as packed as I expected. A few fans spotted me and I took some pictures with them. Lovely lot of people. Harry has a lot of fans also. I mean, I'm happy for him, but sometimes it hurts my ego when fans ask me to take pictures of them with Harry. Pfft.

Anyway. 

I walk through the automated door, pushing my luggage trolley and looking for our ride home. And just as I made it to the main gate, I spot my best mate, Harrison.

-"Ay, mate. Welcome back." He says as we walk towards each other.
"Hey, Haz." We do this bro-hug thing.
--"Harrison," Harry follows up after me, also engaging in a bro-hug.
-"You guys ready?"
--"Oh mate, just take me home." Harry jokes.
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It's already around 7 in the evening. So basically my entire day has been spent at the airport and travelling. We're in Harrison's car and I'm in the backseat because Harry called out shot gun and literally sprinted to the car, leaving me in the dust... (Mind the pun)
Harry is telling Haz about how crazy Chicago was and how he finally got verified in Instagram. It was about time as well. Harry has done an amazing job with Far From Home- he was the assistant director- he deserves the recognition and credit.

I, on the other hand, connected my airpods, and listened to music (Ed Sheeran's I Don't Care starts playing) for the rest of the way home.
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We reach the house and as soon as I step in, Tessa's literally already on top of me, licking my face and neck! She's my dog guys...
"Hey my girl. You miss me, Tess? Oh I've missed you too," I say petting her while also trying to get up from the floor.

-"Tom, Harry! You're back! My boys." My mum walks up to greet us and she thanks Harrison for picking is up. She informs us that dinner was ready and goes back to the kitchen to get some plates, and I follow her to lend a hand. I hear Sam come in and I don't think he knew we were coming back today because I can tell by how high his voice is that he's surprised when he asks Harry "When did you get here?" He is so happy I can literally hear his smile. They've always been close, and I, for one, admire how close they are. They keep each other grounded. It's special- but very rare- for people to be like that, and with that being said, it should be treasured. The twins have done a great job doing exactly that.

"Need some help, Mum?"
She snaps her head in my direction. She didn't realise that I was behind her.
-"Oh, no, Tom. Just the plates and cups."
She turns facing the upper cabinet again and reaches up for more cups. And of course Mum's too short to reach. It's adorable really.
"Here, let me get them, Mum."
I reach up and yeah I know I'm 'short' also but taller than Mum and tall enough to reach the cups.
-"Thanks, dear. Come let's eat," she smiles and gestures towards the dining table, already stepping forward, with the three plates in her hand. I follow with the cups.

***Okay so the chapter is basically displaying how Tom and his family are together. So much of love and support for each other... Other than that I didn't really have a reason to write it and I know it's not the best chapter in here but hey, a chapter's a chapter, it doesn't necessarily have to be good.😬😂***